Snowbound: Eagle 3

I didn't get much sleep. For some reason, I kept dreaming about kissing Princess while we were on the slopes. The snow softly falling around us, looking into those emerald eyes of hers, brushing snow out of her ebony curls, kissing those dainty pink lips…

Ok, time to snap out of it.

I suddenly realized that I had to get back to reality. Why was I tempting myself by going with her?

Deep down inside I knew the real reason I was going; I was going because I had always wanted to make her mine. I wanted her to be my Swan…and only my Swan. There was no one else out there that even came close to comparing with her.

I picked up my suitcase and started on my journey to the transport. The Taxi ride seemed to take forever, and my heart was thumping loudly in anticipation of seeing Princess.

I didn't know what I was so afraid of. I just knew that it would be frowned upon by the head honchos in the Federation, and the Chief probably wouldn't be thrilled, either. I mean, he had known how I felt about Princess, and I had been warned to keep my professional distance.

But exactly how long did he expect us to hold back?

Those feelings were already there, and we worked just fine together.

Anyway, I was going to try to be on my best behavior on the trip. I was determined show everyone that Princess and I could have a relationship, and still be responsible members of G-Force.

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I boarded the transport, hands trembling as I walked down the narrow aisle.

There she was. She looked gorgeous sitting there, her nose buried in some motorcycle magazine.

I cleared my throat. "Ummm…I think you're in my seat."

I smiled, waiting for her to squeal and jump into my arms.

Instead, I heard, "Better check your ticket, mister. This is my seat, and so is the one next to it. If you even think of sitting down…"

Whoa! She didn't even look at me! My little Swannie was a wee bit grouchy. I wondered if she had had her coffee.

I laughed. I couldn't help it. She was always so cute when she was angry.

"You'll what?" I chuckled.

Princess looked up from her magazine. A brilliant smile spread across her face.

"Mark, what are you doing here?" She asked.

So, I was guessing she was happy to see me...

I had to think of an explanation. Quick. "Well, I suddenly felt like doing some skiing, and Keyop had this extra ticket..."

"Oh…" she replied. She didn't say much. She looked a little uncomfortable. I hoped she wasn't disappointed that she wasn't alone.

I decided to tease her about my seat. Maybe it would break the ice a little bit. "But you know, I think you really are in my seat. This ticket has the number for the window seat."

"Yeah, Keyop likes the window. I just thought that since he wasn't coming… Well, you can have it if you want." Princess seemed a bit sad. Was she missing Keyop? Or was she not happy to see me?

"Okay, if you don't mind."I took her up on her window seat offer.

Since I wasn't piloting, I always felt better when I could see what was going on out the window. Tiny was the only other pilot I could trust completely.

She stood up and let me squeeze by. I could feel her breasts rubbing against my back as I brushed past her. I suddenly came to the horrible realization that I was turned on…and it was beginning to show!

Oh, god…not now! There was no controlling it. It had a mind of its own.

I very quickly sat down and piled some magazines in my lap.

I silently prayed she wouldn't notice.

We sat there, quietly, looking at magazines. I tried desperately to get my mind off of her, so that my aroused state would cease.

"So, when was the last time you went skiing?" She asked.

I inwardly panicked, worried that my state of arousal would never cease.

I casually glanced down at my pants, and then covered myself with another magazine. My mind was too preoccupied to concentrate on the conversation.

"It's been a couple of years. I used to be pretty good, but you know, things have been kind of busy…"

"Yeah, it's been awhile for me too." She quietly responded. Was she looking at my lap?

Just keep talking… "But I hear that the skiing on Frozatica is the best."

"I know! I remember learning to ski in the Alps when the Chief used to take us there as kids. I thought it was the most beautiful place in the universe. I didn't think anything could be better than that!" Princess seemed excited.

Aha, this was going well…

I couldn't help but to smile. "I guess Frozatica has a lot to live up to."

Princess smiled back. She was looking right at my lap. "Yes. I have some pretty high expectations."

Oh, god…she did notice! High expectations??? What was she thinking? What was I supposed to say to that?

I was so embarrassed. I could feel the heat rushing to my face. I had to stop this conversation.

Flight manuals were boring; that might help...

I awkwardly responded. "Yeah…Um…I had some flight manuals I wanted to read, so if you don't mind…"

"No, not at all."

Princess had always been so patient and understanding.

However, I did feel that maybe I was getting the cold shoulder from her. Had I done something wrong?

She put on a pair of headphones and listened to music while I read.

After a while, the flight attendant brought the meals around. I was happy to have something to eat. I was sure Princess could hear my stomach growling, even with her headphones on.

As we ate, the plane hit an unexpected bit of turbulence, causing Prin to spill her drink into my lap. She was terribly embarrassed and flustered. She almost looked like she was going to cry! I tried to calm her down.

She grabbed some napkins and started rubbing them in my crotch area. Oh no! I thought. Anything but that!

Much to my chagrin, my male member began to grow in response to her touch. I had to do something!

I hastily grabbed her arm to stop her. "Stop!" I choked out the words. "I'll do it!"

I wiped at myself roughly, hoping to cause some pain in that area so that things would be less…noticeable. I decided I had better take care of things in the bathroom. Thank goodness she got out into the aisle to let me by this time, or she would have really gotten a show!

I returned, still soaked, and still humiliated. At least I was able to fix my conspicuous problem.

"I got you another drink, Mark." Princess handed me a soda.

"Thanks." I muttered, immediately placing it on the side farthest from Princess. Just in case.

Princess put on some headphones and began to watch a movie to pass the time, while I tried desperately to sleep for the remainder of the five hour flight.

My mind, however, was on the beautiful girl seated next to me. I kept getting whiffs of her perfume, and it made my mind wander. When she wasn't looking, I would slip in a glance every now and then, just to get a quick glimpse of her face as she watched the movie. What I really wanted to do, was to wrap my arms around her and tell her how much I loved her, and spend the entire flight in her warm embrace.

Ah, well, maybe I'd get my chance…